Dear Sunday,
Time for a quiet day, don’t you think?
Love,
Kevin
(3 February 2019)
Quiet day (a poem)
I haven’t done one of these for a while: no conversation (except where necessary—at the grocery store checkout, for example), no music, no use of any device specifically designed to produce sound. Continue reading
Bookstore Poem #478
A light piece today, because I was too distracted at the bookstore. The chair in the cookbooks section is rarely occupied, but there isn’t much space between the chair and the books, so when people are looking at them, it feels like I’m being watched… Continue reading
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Too early for flapjacks?
Love,
Kevin
(2 February 2019)
Da capo al fine (a poem)
Watching Ryuichi Sakamoto: CODA on blu-ray from Japan… Continue reading
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
You look sort of glum today, but you’re throwing out all sorts of little surprises. Go Friday!
Love,
Kevin
(1 February 2019)
The 13th day passed without incident (a poem)
Someday I’ll figure out why I keep coming back to that particular metaphor… Continue reading
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Wednesday did its best Thursday impersonation, but there’s nothing like the genuine article.
Love,
Kevin
(31 January 2019)
Melting with silence (a poem)
Call it what you will… Continue reading
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Cold and clear. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere.
Love,
Kevin
(30 January 2019)
